We'd have to leave Baba behind. I'd overheard Thomas talking to a man downstairs - another wolf shifter from a different pack, I presumed - about looking after the church and those here while he was gone. Funny, I hadn't even known that's where we were. It must've been abandoned or unused in winter, and it was small with a fireplace in every room. But since he'd asked someone to take care of everything, I had to wonder if Baba was really a captive or not. It kind of seemed like Thomas was only looking after him too. Maybe I was wrong.
Leaving him behind though... I'd just found him, had wanted to show him what kind of person I was now after the past several weeks, which was the same as I always was, but as Thomas's captive, real or not, he was forced to see me. Not just with his eyes, either.